Smith and his men were trapped in the small room with Levi, but something about the situation made Smith pause. Despite being outnumbered, Levi seemed oddly relaxed, as if he had everything under control.
Smith's grip on his sword tightened as he assessed the situation. They had come here to seek justice for his son's death, but it seemed that they had walked right into a trap.
The room was small, and there was no way out except for the door they had entered from, which was now blocked by Levi.
"What do you plan? I still have my men here, and you're alone," Smith said to Levi, his voice heavy with suspicion.
Levi simply chuckled. "Do you really think I would trap myself in a room with a group of armed men?" he replied, his tone mocking.
Smith narrowed his eyes, trying to read the man's intentions. He knew that Levi was dangerous, but he couldn't figure out what he was planning.
